Indeed, there was a group of people fighting, and among them were the three female disciples of the Phoenix Mountain Sect that I had seen at the inn last night. The other group was men, and it seemed they had started the fight because of some past grudges.
The ladies of the Phoenix Mountain Sect were clearly outmatched; they hadn't been fighting long before they gradually started to lose ground. The men became even more arrogant, "With your pathetic Martial Arts, do you seriously have the nerve to attend the Martial Arts Tournament? Are you all feeling too well-fed and idle? Let's just tie them up and toss them into the river!"
Lu Jianxi was about to go and help, when the lady with the black mole shouted at her, "Lady, you better leave! This is between us and the Heishan Sect, it has nothing to do with you. We don't want innocent bystanders to get hurt."
